The ace patron saint of female presidents

In the rehabilitation pharmacy, the pair of master and apprentice chatted for a long time.

The old man, after realizing something was wrong, kept beating around and probing.The young one always focuses on the topic of kindness, and keeps his three sentences from the original intention.

At the end of the talk, the old man who was exhausted finally lost his patience and broke the mind of the young man: "Stinky boy, labor and management have figured it out, you have a stand!"

The old man smiled and watched Jian Dao who had been talking about his relationship, wanting to see his expression change.

It's a pity that that guy is more stable than he imagined, and he doesn't panic at all.

As a last resort, the old man had no choice but to find another way, and suddenly pointed at the aisle with his crutches: "Is that big guy inside your accomplice? Why, is he planning to rough up labor and capital when it doesn't make sense?"

It turned out that although the old man was getting old and his legs were not very convenient, his hearing was still very good. He could hear the sound of Su Yuanhang approaching lightly and then leaving pretty, but he never heard of it. It's just broken.

Jian Dao naturally heard it too, but he never paid attention to it.

It's just that now that he has been exposed and charged with such a rotten crime, he is immediately unhappy: "Damn old man, you have to show some face! With my ability, if I really want to do that, I still need someone to help me? Are you kidding me?" , or are you slapping yourself in the face? After more than ten years, you have taught such a thing?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at Jian Dao with a half-smile, and said with a bitter heart: "Oh? So, have you really thought about killing relatives righteously?"

"What am I going to do to kill you? What a mess old man, even if I take good care of you and make you live for a hundred years, you will only be alive for more than [-] years. Why bother?"

Jian Dao said triumphantly: "I am a person who accepts death. After careful calculation, the time is just enough for me to double repay your kindness for teaching, even if you don't like it. But if you do something stupid, I will do my best. Stop you, lest you dig your own grave and prevent me from being filial..."

The old man immediately confirmed a lot of things, and couldn't help laughing and cursing angrily: "What a curse, I've lived in my sixties, and this is the first time I've heard someone talk about confinement so grandly. You brat, don't be an idiot!" The officer is really at a loss!"

In terms of bickering, Jian Dao has never been afraid of anyone: "Damn old man, don't be ungrateful! This person, he has to obey the old when he is old, and if his skills are not good enough, don't force himself to shoulder things. His eyesight is not as good as before. Now, don’t aim too high, and pay attention to your feet all the time, do you think this is the reason?”

"It's a fart..." The old man chopped off his cane angrily.

"Look, look, you have such a temper. As an apprentice, I really have no choice but to stand up and turn the tide at the critical moment, so as not to ruin your reputation. So, this matter is settled, and you Just stay with my junior brother, and wait for the matter to end with peace of mind..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man couldn't help but began to taunt: "It's as if you are sure to win, who gave you the courage to think that you will win? That top personal consultant named Pan An? Steel and iron bones, how many nails can you drive?"

How could the old man not be angry that this was about to be ruined by this apprentice who had been separated for several years and only found him?

The most irritating thing is that he insists on going his own way with this guy who has been cultivated by him, and he is still helpless!
The more he thought about it, the more angry the old man sneered, "It's just a joke! If I'm not mistaken, it was because you met him when you played Missing that year, which led to the failure of the mission. You can't afford to lose, right? I see you, it was at the beginning I was terrified..."

After hearing the words, Jian Dao suddenly became serious, and asked the old man a question: "Damn old man, what do you think of my ability?"

"So-so!" Although the old man didn't understand why, he felt that the blow was enough.

Jian Dao didn't take it seriously: "Do you think, if I hadn't disappeared suddenly, would the number one on the black list be in my pocket?"

"It is indeed possible! But facts are facts..."

"Don't talk about the facts with me. If you tell some facts, I'm afraid you will suspect that the sixties are all lived on dogs."

Just as the old man was stunned, Jiandao himself fell into the memories of the past: "At that time, I was 200 meters away from the target, and the shot that should have hit [-]% was dodged by him holding his head. Then The convoy formed a formation of iron barrels, which made me completely lose the chance to kill the target again. But who am I? I am so patient, and when they get back on the road, they can still continue to attack, so I am not discouraged at all, just Take the miss as God's will..."

Jian Dao looked sad: "However, I never thought that something would happen. After confirming that there was only one sniper, the man carried a gun by himself and charged towards me who was [-] meters away. You know, that is the Gobi Desert, which stretches as far as the eye can see, and there is no cover on the way. I really can’t think of anyone who would dare to do this kind of thing! Old man, have you ever seen such a fierce person?”

"I've seen a lot, and there are so many people who were driven to thunder..."

"As expected of my master! I thought so too at the time, but it turns out that I'm so naive and cute..."

When the old man heard this, the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched, but he was speechless.

As if Jian Dao didn't see it, he continued: "At that time, I didn't even think about choosing to leave, but I spent all my time measuring the wind, adjusting the mark, aiming, shooting, one shot, bang—you guess what happened? ?”

"You don't have to ask, it's a miss!"

"It didn't miss, it's just that he avoided it. How do you think he avoided it?"

The old man's pupils shrank slightly, and he forced himself to hide his shock. He blew his beard and stared and cursed: "I'm guessing your uncle..."

"He just tilted his head just like that..." Jian Dao was not angry, and his voice was full of emotion, just like the way Pan An dodged his bullet in his memory, and turned his head slightly to look back.

"It's just a fluke! Someone must have called him from behind, telling him to be careful..." the old man said with a frown.

Jian Dao couldn't help clapping his hands and said, "Ah, that's right! I thought the same way at the time, and then I calmly prepared for the second shot..."

When the old man heard this, he felt bad.

As expected, Jian Dao slapped his face hard!

"For the second shot, I still aimed at his head. But he had already dodged it, and he still did the same thing, which is called unrestrained and unrestrained. I was thinking at the time, why this guy can have such a good shot. Luck? Why?"

"How many shots did you fire in total?" The old man couldn't help it.

"Seven shots, except the first shot was aimed at the target at that time, the next six shots hit him. Two shots to the head and three shots to the body were all avoided by him. Two turned his head, three turned sideways, and the last shot hit him. empty."

"What the hell is playing empty?"

"Maybe he has started to doubt his life. He forgot to measure the wind speed and re-calibrated the last shot. And he didn't dodge, just let the bullet fall behind him..."

"and then?"

"Then what else..."